Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Everyone was still, then turned their heads little by little, looking at the boy lying under the umbrella with a look of lunatic: "What?"

"How many dollars?"

"It's the kind of two-yuan cream cakes that were sold at the entrance of primary schools many years ago. Some are sold from small stalls, and some are sold in simple cake shops with stores."

"...When did you start selling one-dollar cream cakes at the entrance of your elementary school?"

“There are no stalls either.”

"...Awu, we all went to the same elementary school. Don't scare me. Did you lose your memory? There were no small stalls in front of Nan Guoji from elementary school to high school. There was no way there was a cream cake for two yuan. When we were in elementary school, there were already Western restaurants in front of the school. A dessert cost at least one hundred yuan, and it tasted terrible."

"Except for a greedy foodie like Ah Qing, who would go to the store at the school gate?"

"What? Huo Qingyun, you and I just ate spicy hot pot three times at the school gate last week!"

"…That was to keep you company, okay?! I got diarrhea after eating!"

"You're talking nonsense! That spicy hotpot restaurant was opened by the Xie family's private chef! The ingredients are very clean!"

……

As the quarrel became more and more crooked, the boy under the umbrella let out a long, lazy sigh.

The noise soon died down.

Someone asked him, "Awu, it's easy for you to find this kind of thing. Can't you just ask people to go to those ordinary schools?"

“I shopped and bought it, but it didn’t taste right.”

"...The taste is wrong?" Someone asked in surprise, "Did you secretly taste this one-dollar cake when you were a child, and now you want to reminisce about your childhood?"

"...Just treat me as you are, anyway..." He turned over and sat up, looking at the sparkling swimming pool in front of him, "I went to all the schools in Nangang and bought the old-fashioned small cakes from each one - although the price has increased to five yuan now, but, anyway, something is wrong."

"Either the appearance is wrong, or the taste is wrong when you taste it."

"I also sent people to the mainland to buy some, but I don't know if it was because it took too long to ship back, which made it even more wrong."

"I asked the Chinese and Western dessert chefs at home to make them, but... they were still wrong."

The boy turned his head in the shadows, looking around at the "friends" who were sitting or lying, or lying on the edge of the pool, and asked, "What else can I do to find that little cake?"

Everyone:…

Seeing that he was indeed distressed, everyone started to give him advice.

"I'll lend you my cook, too."

"I recently went to the mainland and met a great pastry chef, who is said to be a world-class master. I went to ask her if she could make it."

"Why don't you just go to the mainland and try it yourself instead of letting anyone take you there? After all, the taste will deteriorate if it's been airlifted for too long."

"Since we're eating in Nangang, we must be looking for a restaurant in Nangang. I'm sure you haven't finished looking yet..."

……

Everyone gave some advice, some fierce and some difficult. The boy finally looked at another boy who was lying on a lounge chair across from him, also under an umbrella but with a book covering his face: "Abai, what do you think?"

The boy seemed to be very sleepy, and his voice was hoarse: "Post a 'cake search notice' in the newspaper and on the Internet, and invite people whose families have more than ten years of experience selling small cakes at the school gate to come for an interview, and then you can taste them one by one."

"This is good." Qin Wu said, "It can filter out a lot of garbage at once."

"A dollar cake sounds like garbage."

Xie Bai pulled the book off his face and turned to look at him. "The best way is to go directly to the owner of the restaurant you ate at and ask him to make it for you."

"..." Qin Wu was silent for a while, and then he leaned back with a "tsk", "I don't know which store it is."

It’s not that I forgot, but that I don’t know.

The young man above the book narrowed his eyes slightly, and he asked again: "Or can you confirm the approximate range? We can always find it by searching every house."

"..." Qin Wu looked even more annoyed, "I don't know that either."

"Alright." He picked up the ice drink and drank it in one gulp. "I'll try all your methods."

The party was held around a small cream cake that cost one dollar, and then ended inexplicably.

After the party, the wealthy young men, on their way to enjoy the cool air in their private planes, couldn't help but feel that being called here was a bit too much. Although Qin Wu had always acted arbitrarily, it was really too much to call everyone here for such a thing.

Unfortunately, Qin Wu’s status was so high that everyone was angry but not able to speak out.

However, this was not the time when they were most shocked.

What shocked them the most was that, when an entire summer was about to pass and only a little bit of warmth remained in the air and some people in Nangang had already put on their coats, they actually heard Qin Wu still looking for cream cakes everywhere.

It was Xie Qing who discovered this.

She was wandering around Nangang when she suddenly saw a grocery store in a hidden alley that looked quite old. There were several boxes of brightly colored, obviously unhealthy cream cakes on display.

Thinking of the party Qin Wu had caused two months ago, she couldn't help but call Qin Wu to tease him.

Her original intention was to laugh at his stupidity at that time, and she thought that he must have realized now how stupid he was. But she didn't expect that as soon as the call was connected, she just explained her purpose with a giggle, and the person on the other end reacted immediately and said they would find someone to buy it right away.

It took only an hour from the time the phone call was hung up to the time Qin Wu appeared in front of him in person.

Xie Qing was holding the phone, looking dazed.

She looked at Qin Wu standing in the gray, narrow and small shop, looking down at the cheap cakes carefully, and then carefully asking the boss to take them all out for him. Finally, she realized that something was wrong.

Seeing that Qin Wu seemed to have completely forgotten about her, and he carefully got into his luxury car worth tens of millions, holding those broken cakes, and drove towards Qin's house at an extremely stable speed, which was completely opposite to the speed at which the tires seemed to be on fire when he came. Xie Qing asked the driver to pick her up without hesitation, and followed Qin Wu's car all the way. At the same time, she made many phone calls, intending to gather her friends to see Qin Wu's secret together.

"There's definitely something wrong with him!"

"I hadn't noticed before, but he's been hanging out less these past few months! Also, he goes diving every summer, but this year he didn't even go out to Nangang!"

When she called her brother, she was blocked.

"Don't mind your own business."

"How can this be considered meddling in other people's business?" Xie Qing, who was still lawless at the time, ignored his brother's warning and excitedly called a large group of people over: "We just want to satisfy our curiosity!"

"I want to see what secrets he is hiding!"